Stories tagged “abandoned”

It used to be an office building.
Inside, the lobby was deserted. There was not much of a surprise in the fact. This did not stop her from walking inside, carefully closing the door behind her, making sure it didn’t make any noise.
She wasn’...

The cafeteria was no better than she expected it to be. It was already ransacked and destroyed; tables were upturned, vending machines rent in two and counter islands practically ripped from the ground.
She did not dare eat the food knowing they had to...

With swiftness borne of habit, the pistols slid comfortably out of their holsters and found their way into her hands.
She was not in the mood for such dealings.
Walking out from behind the disheveled counters, she cautiously stepped around fragments of...

He was too busy holding his head between his hands and squeezing his eyes shut, no doubt awaiting the fatal blow that would never arrive. When he realized that nothing had hurt him, his eyes cracked open and she caught sight of a dark, coal- black iris...

The minute he was out of the oven, he stretched his legs and looked around curiously. His expression twisted slightly, as if he couldn’t comprehend what he was seeing. Suddenly, his eyes scrunched up and he turned to Beatrice, dark gaze pleading....

The huge, creaky house, known as the Porter House, had been abandoned and neglected for as long as anyone could remember. It sat nestled in a grove of gnarled trees with wild, seemingly alive vines creeping closer to the foundation in an attempt to rec...

Within hours of her last transmission, she went to sleep. Surely, there’d be a signal in the morning. But what is morning in Space? What is dawn for a forgotten Shuttle running on its emergency power supply? The faint beep warning of low oxygen l...

With each slow, deliberate breath, all she could think about was the fact that it would be nice to be able to panic. Unfortunately, that was an emotional luxury that escaped her. Her intense training at the space agency had taught her that survival in ...

This is SWTP News! The president was found passed out drunk on the sidewalk outside a “place of pleasure”. He was obviously trying to understand the native cultures of America. As always, this is Siding With The President news reminding you...

The bath tub filled nearly to the top, a little boy situated in the midst of it all, his eyes enamored with bubbles and a stinging sensation. Tiny little hands splashed the surface as I supervised nearby, on a stool that made me all the lonelier.
He is...

A clang that shook the entire ship jolted her out of her meditation. She gasped, regretting it a moment later as she remembered her oxygen conservation techniques. Was she being rescued? Or was it just another piece of space debris hitting the ship?
No...

Footfalls,
raindrops.
Dark wood, weathered and smooth, the shadows of a thousand fingerprints buried within.
Deep, soft carpet-
depressions left from furniture older than the room, finally gone.
A leak in the ceiling. Water drips like a metronome, coun...

Footfalls,
raindrops.
Dark wood, weathered and smooth, the shadows of a thousand fingerprints buried within.
Deep, soft carpet-
depressions left from furniture older than the room, finally gone.
A leak in the ceiling. Water drips like a metronome, coun...

The workshop was a large area outside a small Italian town, situated atop a hill. It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon, and the orange brick roofs were waiting patiently under the warm evening sun. Like skeletal structures, welcoming us to enter them,...

The gladiator walked up to his friend that he didn’t see in many many light years.
“You abandoned me when I needed you most.” The gladiator said to his friend.
“I know, but I had something more important to do.” The gladia...

“I didn’t choose this,” I whispered. Then, louder, as I worked up my nerve and convinced myself of what I was saying, “I didn’t leave a pathetic cop-out of a suicide note.” There were tears in my eyes as I started to...

The windows of the building were broken and boarded up. Entropy and decay were slowly eating the walls, breaking the roof tiles, rusting the gutters.
“An abandoned pub?”
“You expected a cave full of bats? A mauseleum, perhaps?”
...

New Reunion darkened with the sky. Lamps lined the edges of the rough streets and neither coal, nor oil was wasted on keeping them lit.
Sam passed a couple of general stores that according to the broken English catered to Min of Hi Kalibur. The words c...

I’ve come to tell you something
It’s something you may not know
It’s something I’ve kept hidden
I’ve never let it show.
It’s burning deep inside me
It’s waiting to get out
It is an all-powerful fever
An all-enc...

Justice. Whoever had named this little rabble of dilapidated buildings must have had one hell of a sense of humor. Situated beneath what had once been a bustling inter-enclave highway, the only people in Justice were the forgotten and those that wished...

She flew at the door, rattling the handle though the lock had long since rusted shut in its slot. She screamed madly, eyes wild, hair flying around her face. Her hands moved from the door handle to banging on the wooden door, rattling the whole frame. ...